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"Thank you for the map milady, we will be back when we know more about how we will proceed." Tavar bowed and turned to head for the Temple of Oghma.

Tavar stepped up and asked, "Do you have a map we could look at? It might help us decide where to go first."

"We can probably stay at the temple of Oghma here in the city. Most of us are members after all." Tavar said, though the message was more for the priestess than the group.

Seeing the worm's blood, Tavar struck again.

Virtuous Strike: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

If it hits: Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

sorry about the delay guys, schedule at work is weird ATM, but it's settling down now.

Tavar stupid up and Drew his sword and shield and charged the worm. "Away foul creature!" He shouted as his blade began to glow with divine radiance.

Move: stand up.
Minor: Unsheath.
Standard: Charge, subbing Virtuous Strike in place of MBA.

Virtuous Strike: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
if hit: damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12 Radiant damage

initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
+2 from Valinae=19

I also automatically fail. Darn plate armor.

"Be on guard. Oghma has warned me against those from another realm. I believe Oghma refers to the worm, and if so, we should make haste to Neverwinter to avoid this beast." Tavar spurred his horse to move faster.

I know it will seem weird, but religion check about the worm to see if it is any form of servant of any of the Gods.

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

"Perhaps it is a servant of some deity, let me think for a second."

"Ah, it's just one mug my friend. Besides... just imagine if I were a dwarf how many I'd have already had by this time in the day!" Tavar took another swig, which he promptly choked on at the surprise of hearing Sebastian's voice. "Well met Brother Sebastian. I was just mentioning you to my fine fellows, and that you might know a way to Neverwinter."

"I have a friend nearby who might know of a way for us to get to Neverwinter, he might be able to help us." Tavar took another drink from his ale.

Streetwise DC18: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

"Or perhaps a boat will be looking to hire guards if pirate attacks are getting so serious." Tavar added with a slight bounce in his voice, he had been gone too long from his beloved temple and wished to find the quickest way back.

Tavar picks his shield up and carries it in his left hand and his ale in the other. He takes a drink before introducing himself, "Hello, I am Tavar, paladin of Oghma. I would be happy to help a lady in need."

Sounds good to me Carver

Tavar would have probably been wandering through the city admiring the clocks like when he first arrived when he first met the others.

Here is Tavar's alias.